I always wanted to do one of the "OMG, all of these peoples are in my house!" things, but never got around to it... In this case, Nami isn't me, she has my attitude (I find it easier to work with people who have similar attitudes to me) and that's it! So... lets go! (that rhymed!) LoL, I've got magical rhyming skills!

Why Real and Fantasy Just Don't Mix

By silver-nightstorm

Summary: Thirteen year old Nami had a normal life, until her parents leave to see the Wimbledon tournament over summer, leaving her and her twin sister, Nina, home alone. Overnight, something... strange happens, leaving the twins with a handful of fantasy warriors.

Chapter 1: Frozen Ice Cream

Nami's POV

"Be careful girls!" my mom called to us from the car.

"Don't wreck the house!" added Dad.

"Daddy!" protested Nina, "I would never do that!"

"And somehow, I really doubt that..." muttered Dad.

"Victor! Be nice!" chastised Mom.

"Fine, Dora... fine..." Dad turned his attention to me, "But, really, Nami. If you wreck the house, you will pay! No more fan-fiction!"

"But... Dad!" I protested. Nina snickered, "Hey!" I shouted at her, "You're gonna pay for that!" Nina just smiled angelically, one of her specialities.

"And Nina," said Mom, fixing my twin with a glare, "No. Parties."

Nina sighed, "You just suck the fun out of everything..."

"And leave you little sister alone! We're going to be gone a week," continued Mom, completely unfazed by Nina's response, "I expect to come back to see the house in one piece..."

I cut her off, "But mom! That's impossible! I mean, the TV's already separate..."

Dad glared at me, "Don't be a smartass!" Yup, Dad was very open about his feelings. He hardly ever cursed, unless it was to call me a smartass.

"Love ya' too, Dad."

"I know."

My parents got into the car, and left. Sadly, it was already ten'o'clock, and I was exhausted. Fun could wait, I need my sleep. My sister can survive off thirty minutes of sleep, I swear, she's a vampire! But me, I need a good twelve hours...

I walked inside, locked the door, put on the alarm, and half-sleepwalked into my room. My room was... purple. I had a purple/white/black theme going on, and everything fit... except my clothes. I threw my clothes onto the floor, into a giant pile. That was the only messy thing in my room, except for my end tables... you couldn't see the table part... and my closet... it looked like a monster who ate clothes puked. I know, that's a gross way to put it, but it's pretty accurate.

See, I have a problem, it's called, "See It And Want It Syndrome," or as I like to call it, SIAWI Syndrome. And up until now, if I didn't get it, I had a fit. (not anymore, though, I'm not a baby anymore) So basically, my closet had a lot of clothes and not enough hangers. Bad combo. So things tended to pile, in and out of the closet. But it was partially because I was too lazy to hang the stuff up, or even shove it under my bed.

By the way, I also have, "Extreme Laziness Syndrome," called (by me) ELS. Beleive it or not, sometimes, I'm too lazy to eat. (that sounds even crazier when I tell it to other people) But I don't have an eating disorder... no sir! I eat healthy, just really, really, really slow.

But now, I'm tired, and just about to crash... so good night! And I mean it!

Nina's POV

While Nami went upstairs to sleep, I stayed downstairs to watch TV. I love TV, it's like, an addiction. I mean, I can't live without it.

My sister and I are really different, she's lazy; I'm obsessive. I'm sporty; she can't run a mile without fainting. She dresses half-gothish half-prep (kinda impossible... but she manages it... somehow); I dress half-tomboy half-female athlete. She needs sleep; I'm a vampire (according to her!). I'm an early riser; she will kill you if you wake her up early. I like basically any type of music; she likes anything from rock, to metal, to punk, to alternative. She's indecisive (as demonstrated by her music tastes); I make up my mind really fast. And here's the weirdest thing about Nami, she can be sleepy and hyper at the same time! Yes, I know it's crazy.

But even through all of this stuff, we still shared something in common. We both love anime... and manga... and tv shows. Especially Xiaolin Showdown. Which was what I was watching now. But I would rather have thrown a party. Parties are... fun. Especially my parties... but Mom had forbidden me from throwing a party... so TV it was.

Well... that's it for now! The episode's starting!

Nami's POV

I woke up, hungry. No, scratch that, starved. I got out of bed, still in my PJ's (white, pale green, and purple vertical striped pants with a white tank top) and ran downstairs. Nina was already awake, sitting on the couch, watching Naruto, and eating scrambled eggs.

"Nina!" I sang, running up to her, "How's my favorite sister this morning!"

She just glared at me, "What do you want? And make it quick! It's at the good part!"

I glared back at her, and we had a glaring contest. See, our family had a gift, we were magical glare-ers. Basically that means that we can make people tremble in their shoes because of a glare. It was... a gift.

I looked away first, partially because I was annoyed, and partially because I was too hungry to continue. "Fine! I'll have ice cream for breakfast!"

I stalked over to the fridge and opened the door. I took out a can of chocolate-chip cookie dough ice cream, a scooper, a spoon, and a bowl. All-in-all, I made a pretty impressive juggling act. I set all of the stuff down onto the table without killing myself, and opened the ice cream box. I then tried to use the scooper-thingy to get some ice cream into the bowl, but it didn't work. The ice cream was frozen solid... just my luck.

Desperate times called for desperate means. I took out one of Mom's sharpest knives, and tried to cut the ice cream out. It didn't work. I then tried to cut the box off the ice cream. That didn't work either. I didn't want to microwave it because it would be a goopy mess.

"Nina!" I screamed, "The ice cream's frozen solid! I can't get it out of the box!"

"Either that or you're a wimp!" Nina shouted back. Sadly, it was probably, scratch that, definitely the second one.

"Man," I muttered, "Now's one of those times when being friends with a Heylin warrior wouldn't be too bad. Chase Young could fix this in a flash."

"At your service!"

I spun around, seeing no one. "N-Nina? This is a mean joke..." I shouted.

"And why would you think this is a joke?" I spun around, coming face-to-face with Chase Young. I looked at him in half awe, half fear, half shock, and half disbelief. Wow... that's a lot of halves...

I took a deep breath, and screamed at the top of my lungs. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I felt a hand clamp over my mouth, and saw Chase a few inches away from me. "Do you want everyone to know I'm here?"

"Weh wo!" I shrieked, which translated to, "let go."

"I will if you stop screaming."

I nodded, and he let pulled his hand away. "Now... tell me why I'm here."

"I... don't know... at all... But I'm your biggest fan!" Noticing his look, I hastily added, "Not like Jack Spicer... no way!"

He nodded, "So you've heard of me?"

"Well, duh!" I replied, "You're only the hottest..."

Chase glared at me, "... the hottest?"

"Uh, oh..." I said, "Oops?"

Well, that's it for now! Review, please! What will happen to Nami? And why isn't Nina doing anything? all will be revealed... not now!